Monkey follow Master
I watched my little Zen master playing with my uncle the other day.
Almost 90 years’ difference.
I was shocked when I saw them both sticking their tongues out at each other in that naughty way that I am sure we all remember.
I say that I was shocked because I have always taught my child that this sort of behaviour was not allowed, but what can I say now? 
It’s so strange to me that I celebrate Mother’s Day now as a mother myself.
Whenever my son calls me “Mummy”, it is hard for me not to think of my own mother. It’s almost a strange moment. . .a hesitation to respond, even though it’s been several years since he’s been able to speak. 